Las tres amigas otra vez.

Traumatic day for the dogs as they underwent essential haircuts at the groomers. None of them could see past the fur on their face, and Luna’s coat was so thick she brought half the garden in with her, or this morning green slime from the cala and a load of burs. Three hours of shearing later, this is the result. Compare with 14th April. Now I just need to wash all the furniture and cushions.